Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down

A tingling sensation crept down Winona’s spine as though thousands of ants were crawling in her blood vessels. To stop herself from losing control of her mind, she bit her tongue, and soon all she could taste was her blood. Yet, the effect did not last long as waves and waves of burning desire were weakening her crumbling resistance. Cowering on the ground, she let out a muffled groan, and that drove the men around her crazy. All of them were entranced by her exquisitely beautiful face, bright red lips, slender waist, well-toned butt, and the flawless skin of her thighs.

Unable to resist the temptation, one of the men lunged forward and tried to strip Winona naked. He was stopped by his peers. “What’s the rush? By the time the effect of the drug fully kicks in, she will start peeling off her own clothes and pounce on us like a dog in heat. Isn’t that going to be more of a fun?”

Indeed, the effect of the aphrodisiac became so overwhelming that Winona felt a pressing urge to unclothe herself. Staring at the bunch of men with her eyes heavy with lust, she desperately needed a way to quench her thirst for sex. She had a strong desire to pounce on one of them, but she knew she shouldn’t. Hence, she started knocking her forehead against the ground so that the pain could keep her level-headed.

Logan’s eyes softened slightly watching Winona fighting against the effect of the drug. He strode over and crouched down next to her. “This is the last time I’m asking you this question—do you want to be my girl?”

Winona spat a mixture of blood and saliva at his face. “Stay away from me!”

A murderous glint emerged in Logan’s eyes. Furiously, he reached for her dress and pulled it off her body. “You asked for this!”

Winona was wearing a bra bedecked with diamonds underneath the dress. The diamonds, which glittered under the lights, accentuated her luminous skin and alluring body. The sight quickly transformed the men around her into a pack of starving wolves. Some of them dashed forward and dragged her by her feet toward the largest cabin on the yacht.

“Whoo-hoo! We’re going to have a blast tonight!”

“Mr. Smith wanted us to make the tape look as exciting as possible. Why don’t we spice things up by using different sex positions later? Anyone who repeats the same thing will be booed.”

“Damn! That’s quite a brilliant idea.”

The men were a bunch of brutes who did not treat Winona gently. When they reached the cabin, they tossed her roughly on the sofa. Yet, Winona did not feel any pain. All she could feel at the moment was an unbearable itch in her down under and a gnawing hunger for sex.

Just then, one of the men advanced on her with a lecherous smile. She struggled to get to her feet and tried to reach for the fruit knife on the table. The man reacted fast enough by kicking the knife off. “Are you planning to kill yourself? You can wait until all of us have fun with you.”

Sprawling on the sofa, Winona was panting; the air she breathed out was scorching hot. When the man reached the sofa, she flipped around all of a sudden and kneed him hard in his chest.

“Ouch! Bitch, how dare you!”

several men who pinned her limbs down on the sofa. One of them emptied a glass of wine on her body,

have

“Scram!” Winona yelled.

despair, Winona tried to end her life by biting off her tongue.

from outside with a loud thump. A scar-faced man wearing an eye patch marched

following

kick. “I should be the first to enjoy such a great reward! Get out of here now,

of men left the cabin

always been so selfish. I can’t believe he

have our turn after he gets bored

of card game while

saw Randall approaching her. He was a tall and buff man with an imposing aura. For some reason, the man looked familiar to her though she did not know him. She had a feeling that he was different from the bunch of brutes who tried to ravish her just now. While trying hard to suppress her

and scrutinized her face. Winona noticed a flicker of sympathy in his eyes, but she wondered whether that was just a figment of her

you? How about I

“Get lost…”

you worried that Matt

touch me, I will haunt you for the

you planning to commit suicide? Is it worthwhile to do

to

unwaveringly, Randall chuckled,

kick him, but she was so weak that she failed to cause him any damage. All of a sudden, he seized her leg

he said, “Winona, I’m glad to know how much you

pulled his eye patch off, and only then did she recognize Matt. The scars on his face,